As they say a drunken mind speaks a sober heart

Away
In this place I suffer.
I wake up feeling dead from the inside out.
In this place I suffocate,
I cannot mask, I cannot hate.
It's time I got up and left,
It's time I let the world see.
Show them I'm more than what's said.
It's time I got away from all this.
But it seems as if everywhere I turn,
catastrophe, it reigns.

So, tell me who really profits from the dying?


Run away with me.